THE CRADLERS.
(AN OLD-TIME EARVEST SCINE)
The golden wheat stands like a wall—
A twenty-acre field.
She brawny cradlers—five in all—
are-breasted, hairy-armed, and tall,
“Allow that patch must yield;”
Their “grape vines” o'er their shoulders
swung
With fingers crookt, and broad blades
ung,
! Like falchions backward steeled.
Like sons of Anak in their might,
They whet their shining blades,
foen to the charge—a thrilling sight—
ads up the first, swings to the right—
Left sweep, through cereal giades,
e shorn stems on the fingers laugh,
at kernels peep through bursting chaff,
On heads gone to the shades,
‘Another, and another sweep—
The second man starts in,
waits the third, in-cutting deep,
hen fourth and fifth at distance keep,
he same, ere they begin;
Now all with mighty rhythmic swing,
Advance, and then their broad blades
ring,
And gleam like burnished tin.
Five crescents gap the grain a-near,
As the five blades swing home,
Five golden gavels fall a-rear,
And five line-butted swaths appear,
Lain each inside its comb
As the five mighty reapers sway,
From side to side in slant array,
Like gulls o’er ocean’s foam.
So, all day long, through rising morn,
And midday’s shimmering heat,
The swish of severing scythes is borne,
Or whetstones chanting to the corn,
The death song of the wheat.
Only the noon-tide dinner call,
Awhile brings truce, and rest to all—
A lull before defeat.
Hot, round and red, in western sky,
Sinks low the summer sun;
And still the swinging cradles sigh,
‘While all around the fallen lie
In sheaves, the fight near won;
Then binders all, and cradlers join,
And shock the sheaves, and cap, and
groin—
The day—the task is done.
—John B. Kaye.
$35
$32
The Stolen Cottage.
i
HE autocracy of love is in-
disputable; it breaks down all
barriers when it asserts itself.
The wonder is that any one
who has felt its power should attempt
to dispute its supremacy or lessen its
obligations. From the remotest ages
Jove has laughed at locksmiths, flipped
giddy fingers at parents and guardians,
evading safe conventional trammels
to throw its future on that providence
which extends its protection to chil-
dren and fools. To which type Fred
Marmon and Lillian Wickes belonged
is uncertain, but circumstances would
indicate that a fair blending of each
type united in their ensemble.
It is safe to assume that the pair
had no intention of being married
when they took a Sunday trip to St.
Joe. They were not even engaged,
but lovers they certainly were, and
had been since their earliest years.
Let no synic smile when their ages
are given. Fred was twenty-one and
Lillian eighteen, old enough to know
better, and young enough to stake all
on a fund of love that must last a
lifetime. So far they played to win.
With the details of their marriage es-
capade this chronicler has naught to
do. They telegraphed the disagree-
able truth to their respective families
—said it was the result of a dare—and
received all their belongings by ex-
press, comprising the hurried contents
of six or seven trunks, five of them be-
longing to Lillian. They were opened
in their room at the hotel and Lilian
broke down and wept.
“My family of dolls that I played
with when I was a happy child!” she
sobbed. “I think it was real mean for
mamma to put them in.”
“And my tops and marbles, and
‘Robinson Crusoe,” and all my old
school books,” whimpered Fred.
a ‘Never mind,” said Mrs. Fred with
brave determination, “we’ll show them
‘we can live without them.”
+ “I don’t know how,” retorted Fred.
% “Haven't we got each other?’ she
asked tenderly.
“Yes, darling, but this is not a canni-
bal age. You are sweet, but I do not
want to eat you, though I may live to
be sorry I did not.”
“I hope I'll disagree with you if you
do,” pouted Lillian. “But now let us
empty our trunks and hang up our
wardrobe.”
“How long do you think we can live
at this hostelry 7’ asked Fred.
“Did you dare me to marry you with-
out a dollar in your pockets, Fred Har-
mon?’
“It looks that way, sweetheart.”
“Oh, well, we’ll come out all right.
They’ll kill the fatted calf in a week
or two and beg us to come home. Wait
and youll see.”
They waited, but the welcoming veal
seemed to have gone into the meat
trust; no hint of it came their way.
Fred drew a little money he had in
bank in his home city, and they left
St. Joe, which was perilously near Chi-
cago, and went to Petoskey, a point in
Michigan, where none of their friends
lived and where they had heard In-
dians roved the streets in blankets and
moccasins, and they did not get very
far from the truth, either.
They stopped at Cushman’s, but saw
their little stock of money going and
began to look for humbler lodging, and
Fred was willing to go to work at any-
thing he could find ready to his hand.
Like all college graduates, he thought
he would confer a favor on any em-
ployer by working for him. Now this
was the time for providential help, and
it came. They went out in a thunder-
storm and reached the door of a pretty
cottage just as a bolt of lightning shot
frem the skies, striking a tree in the
vicinity and frightening them badly.
The cottage was remote from other
dwellings and uninhabited. The win-
dows were boarded up and the outside
door fastened with a padlock which
Lillian picked with a hairpin as easily
as if it had been a prearranged feat.
Fred managed to open the inside door,
and they found themselves in the coz-
fest of summer homes, prettily fur-
nished, with matting on the floors, any
quantity of bric-a-brac on shelves, tro-
phies from Indian camps and an en-
tourage of housekeeping articles in ex-
cess of what they needed. A clock on
the mantel ticked merrily as if giving
the young couple a welcome. They
fell into each others’ arms in an ecs-
tacy of delight.
But when the storm was over and
the blue sky appeared their spirits
sunk to zero. What if they were ar-
rested for breaking into a house?
“The people have just left for a few
hours, for the clock is still going,” sald
LAllian,
they left it to run down,” suggested
Fred; “we must stay until they come
and pay for any damage.”
At dusk no one had appeared and
they went to the hotel for their dinner
and learned that the family owning
the cottage had been suddenly called
awhy. They were wealthy New York
people. These inquiries were made
surreptitiously, not at the desk or In
the office. The next day the Harmons
paid their reckoning and left the ho-
tel, it was supposed for some distant
point, but night found them occupying
the pretty cottage. They had simply
pre-empted the property cm a dare.
They would stay until the clock ran
down.
And now these irresponsible young
people found themselves in a rose col-
ored Bohemia, which was all the more
enchanting on account of their educa-
tion from infancy on respectable con-
ventional lines. They went where they
pleased, they did what they pleased,
turned night into day and day inte
night. Their chafing dish suppers were
a reckless abandon of convivial fast-
ing. All the prohibited dishes of their
childhood were cooked and eaten. For-
tunately their menu was a simple one,
and did not include theluxuries, andthe
air of that exempt country gives one
an appetite that is not fastidious. They
made the most of everything, for they
expected every morning that the clock
would be silent and their lease expire,
or that the owners of the cottage would
come and turn them out.
But no such event occurred. The
clock ticked on serenely, although they
packed up at the end of eight days to
move on, but there was no cessation
in the steady tick-teck of the timekeep-
er on the mantel. So they decided that
it was a thirty-day clock, and waited.
When the month was up that clock
had not stopped.
No, the clock did not stop. One
morning Lillian was lifting golden
spheres of fried mush from the chafing
dish, and Fred was making the coffee
for breakfast, when a loud knock
sounded on the cottage door.
“The family from New York?” cried
Lillian,
“The fatted calf!’ said Fred, who
caught the profile of a masculine Ro#
man nose:
When they opened the door a pair of
firm arms embraced them both.
“My children!’ exclaimed Lillian’s
father, “why did you not let us know
you were here? We would have flown
to you on the wings of love.”
“You've been a long time about it,”
said Mrs. Harmon, with dignity, as
she reached over her father’s shoulder
to recognize her mother and sister,
who were bringing up the rear.
“We have been jolly happy, sir.” re-
marked Mr. Harmon, coolly; ‘there
isn’t any good thing we've wanted, is
there, Lil?”
“Nothing but your approval,” Lillian
said graciously; she thought it prudent
to let by-gones be by-gones.
As soon as they could get a moment
to compare notes the two agreed not
to tell the old folks the story of the cot-
tage.
“They would have to be educated up
to it before they would believe it,” said
Lillian, “and we won't tell them about
the clock, either. Why, we could never
convince them that it hadn’t been
wound up or that there wasn’t any
key.
The family stayed a week and made
it evident that the calf awaited the
young people whenever they chose to
return and attend the banquet. Before
they left the old gentleman stood be-
fore the mantel with a pleased expres-
sion on his race and his hands under
his coat-tails.
“I see you have one of those anni-
versary clocks. Must have cost you
something snug?”
“Oh, not so much,” mumbled Fred
indifferently.
“It’s a beauty,” continued the pater,
touching the glass case with apprecia-
tive fingers. “I saw them at the expo-
sition in Paris and now Chicago is full
of them, I understand. Their main
value is that they only need winding
once a year.”
The two castaways looked at each
other, then they giggled, and pulled
themselves together in time to say
good-bye with becoming gravity. And
they promised to finish their outing
and go home soon, a promise they will
undoubtedly keep. — Chicago Record-
Herald.
The Czar’s Suite.
Among the Czar’s suite of 173 people
fifteen only are members of the Impe-
rial family; 128 are Russians, the rest
being Germans, Finns, Poles, Greeks,
ete,
RUBBER BANDS. |
They Are Largely Taking the Place of -
String. t
The elastic band is gradually super-
geding string. The use of the handy
rubber article has been growing stead-
ily for the past few years, and this
season’s sale is expected to break all
records. The price has been lowered,
on account of increased facility of pro-
duction, and now, for fastening small
packages, the bands save money as
well as time.
A local dealer said yesterday:
“We expect to sell at least twice as
many bands this year as we did last
year. From this store alone go tons
of them. I have figures that will
startle you. Take the No. 8 band, the
one used by druggists and jewelers for
small packages. We sold fully 3000
pounds of those last year. There are
9000 of them to the pound; therefore,
we sent out 27,000,000 of this size last
season. Suppose they were opened out
and tied together. Allowing half an
inch for tying, we would have 27,000,-
000 inches, or more than 409 miles of
rubber, for the bands are an inch and
a half long when opened out.
“A band will stretch five times its
length easily, so that our string could
be made to cover 2045 miles. Or, in
other words, you could stretch the line
along a perfectly straight railroad
track and starting at one end ride for
a day and a half at sixty miles an hour
before you would reach the other.
Double that estimate for 1902, and re-
member, those figures are for one size
only, and for but one store in the city,
then you may be able to get an idea of
the elastic rings used in Philadelphia |
and vicinity. 2
“They come in all sizes, from the tiny
‘election ring,’ so called from its use
around bunches of ballots, to the heavy
bands running twelve to the pound.
They are used in various ways. Large
stores send in orders for from 500 to
1000 pounds. And women come in for
half an ounce for hair curlers. In the
latter case a simple device of rubber
and hairpins takes the place of a pat-
ent curler, is just as effective and costs |
one-hundredth as much.”—Philadel-
phia Press.
WISE WORDS,
Patience is the key of content,
Common sense is the genius of our
age.
When faith is lost and honor dies the
man is dead.
It is only our small miseries that we
tell to the world.
There are habits that cost more to
rear than a family.
The less trouble we take in bearing
trouble the less of it we have.
le TO De uncomfortable without being
unhappy one must be a philosopher or
a woman with tight shoes.
It would be just like science rudely
to discover, one of these days, that a
cucumber is no cooler than a potato.
One of the greatest accomplishments
in the world is to be able to back up
the minute you find yourself going
wrong.—Atchison Globe. :
We are not content to accept truth in
her nakedness, but dress her up in
many shapes, so that we do not always
recognize the being of our own dress-
ing.
The real blessing, mercy, satisfac-
tion, is not in the having or the lack
of merely outward things, but in the
consciousness that the true sources of
life and happiness are deeper than all
these. ;
Death is the reminder we sorely
need that this world of the senses is
not all our life, that there are realities
beyond sight and hearing; nay, that
these unseen, unheard things are the
more real because they are not tem-
poral, ever changing from one state to
another, but are eternal, abiding, al-
ways the same.
Girls Work at the Forge.
There is a sturdy smithy at Leeds,
England, who has eight muscular
daughters, all of whom he has trained
to assist him at his work. At present
four are at work in his shop. The
other four wielded the hammer for
several years and then left the busi-
ness to take up the duties of running
homes of their own. Every one of
these four daughters of the master
smith are to be seen at the anvils fol-
lowing the trade of their father. They
are up early and spend the working
hours in making gas hooks—broad,
bent nails which are used by plumbers
for fastening gas pipes to walls. It is
not such a hard task, yet the work
requires great patience and enduring
strength.
The heavy part of the work is per:
formed by a machine worked with the
foot. After the mechanical device has
finished its labors the fair blacksmiths,
with sleeves rolled up, put the finish-
ing touches on the hooks with a hard
hammer and get them ready for mar-
ket. They toil on a piece-work basis,
and the ingenious blacksmith calls
each a “full hand.”—New Orleans
Picayune.
Searching For an Atom of Time.
A conference and series of experi-
ments is now taking place, in which
English and French astronomers are
figuring, to endavor to explain a dif-
ference of 16-100 of a second which
has always existed in the calculations
made at Greenwich and those made at
Paris. The investigations will cover a
period of two years.
Woman’s Work.
More than 6,300,000 French women
work for their living. Most of those
ouiside workers (more than 2,700,000)
are employed in forestry or agricul-
ture, including women land owners.
Industrial occupations claim nearly
2,000,000 more, the cloister 120,000, the
theatre about 12,000 and the liberal
“Perhaps it is an eight-day elock and
i closer to us than the Greek or Roman
o
A Prudent Maid.
Miss Dorothy Dot, before going to wade,
Takes her little tin bucket and little tin
spade, ;
‘And Bobbie and she work away with a
vim
Till her little tin bucket is full to the
rim.
“With this sand we can build us a little
ry spot
If the ocean’s too wet,” says Miss Doro-
ot. :
—Harriot Brewer Sterling, in St. Nicholas.
UESDAY, Wednesday, Thurs-
day and Friday all were
named from the gods of Norse
mythology. In another way
also these stories of northern lands are
myths, for they were born in the minds
pf our own ancestors, Teutons, and
handed down by them. Though we
may not find the same dainty grace
we may well be proud of the deter-
mined will and mighty power which
characterize these spirit children of
the north. That same will and power
have made the Teuton nations the
masters of the world te-day.
We are less surprised to know that
our ancestors thought the earth flat
than we are that they divided it into
nine different worlds. Had the Teu-
tons of those early days possessed a
written language their geographies
would have contained a map of the
world something like this:
Highest of all was Asgard, the home
of the gods, over which Odin, or
Lthe gods proceeded to Fenrir and asked
him to amuse
strength on it.
cll, and decided to bind him with an
jron chain. Immediately the smithy
was set at work and a great chain,
more powerful than had ever been
made before, was forged. With this
them by trying his
The wolf gave it but a
‘THE GODS DECIDED TO BIND HIM
WITH AN IRON CHAIN."
glance and then submitted quietly te
be bound with it, for he knew he
could break it instantly. And so he
did. With one stretch of his mighty
limbs the links parted in half a dozen
places. '
Chagrined as they were, the gods
were still determined and proceeded
at once to have another chain made
with the utmost skill and care. This
was so heavy when completed that as
Fenrir saw the gods come dragging
it along the ground he suspected their
purpose and refused to be bound. With
taunts which appealed to his pride
they finally persuaded him, however,
and stood back to watch the struggle.
But the result was no better than be-
fore.
In dismay the gods then appealed
to the dark elves, for sometimes their
magic went beyond the skill and
knowledge even of the gods. Were it
not so the gods never would have put
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ested when Wadsworth hid Connecticut’s charter.
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Wodan, ruled. Midgard, around which
flowed the river Ocean, was the home
of men, and Jotunheim, on the same
level, but separated from Midgard by
the Ocean, was the upper giant world.
Below these lay the under world, con-
taining four, of the nine worlds—Nifl-
heim, the lower giant world, cold, dark
and damp; Urd’s Realm, the kingdom
of the dead; Mimir’s land; and to the
west of Mimir’s land the home of the
baner, the demigods of the north. The
bridge Bifrost (the “milky way”) and
the world tree were all which united
these worlds.
May we not be thankful we have not
so complicated a geography now. Gen-
erations of scholars have worked their
lives out in simplifying the ideas scat-
tered through the Norse and Iceiandic
literature into this map. Think, boys
and girls, of having to be able to give
the boundaries, products and inhab-
itants of nine worlds!
Tuesday comes from Tyr, the un-
selfish god of war, who sacrificed his
arm to save his fellow-gods from dan-
ger.
Loki, the god of evil, had three mon-
gtrous, terror-bringing children. One
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NORSE MYTHOLOGY.
the wolf Fenrir, was not full grown
when it came into the hands of Odin.
He, not realizing the danger to come,
brought the monster to Osgard and
bade Tyr watch over him. Tyr for a
time succeeded well, but ag the wolf
grew he waxed so strong that even
Tyr began to doubt his power to guard
professions 138,460.
hima, The gods, therefore, held a eoun-
their trust in the silken string which
the dark elves sent back. Yet well
might it be strong as well as soft and
smooth, for it was made of the foot-
falls of a cat, the beard of a woman,
the roots of a mountain, the sinews
of a bear, the breath of a fish and
the spittle of birds.
To mislead Fenrir the gods then
planned a trip to a rocky island, where
they would engage in wrestling, rac-
ing, shooting with the bow and all
trials of strength. After the games
one of the gods drew out the silky
cord and said to another: ‘You would
not think this strong, but try to break
it if you can.”
When he failed it was passed about
wonderingly until all but Fenrir had
tried it. Then, jokingly, some one
suggested that if he did not scorn te
be bound by so slight a bond he also
test its strength.
But Fenrir refused. No taunts nor
insults would move him. At last,
however, he agreed to allow himself
to be bound if one of the gods would
place his right hand in the wolf's
mouth during the process, as surety
of good faith. With a laugh Tyr,
whose arm was almost the strongest
there, thrust his hand inte Fenrir's
mouth till he was tied. Mad with
rage and despair when he found he
could not burst the bonds, the monster
bit off the arm of the unselfish Tyr.
And that is why he is known as the
“one-armed god eof war.”—Lelia G.
Fish, in the Chicago Record-Herald.
Lucifer.
The first box of matches ever sold
is said to have been bought by an old
coach driver for a shilling. Sir Isaae
Holden did not invent the lucifer match,
Though he discovered it himself, he
had been anticipaied by two years by
John Walker, of Stockton-on-Tees. The
inventor refused to patent his disCov-
ery, and made a present of it to the
nation.
Czar’s Physicians.
Seven physicians are attached to the
KEYSTONE STATE NEWS CONDENSED
PENSIONS GRANTED.
Big Coal Mine Sale—Ministers Ordain--
ed—Burglars Defeated—Strike
Declared Off.
The following names were added to-
the pension list during the past week:
Woods F. Robinson, Canoe Creek, $6;
Cain Ransom, Blairsville, $8: Peter
Keil, Pittsburg, $8; Benjamin Brown,
Beaver Falls, $6; John McClellan,
Polk, $8; Willard A. Levens, Bradford,
$10; Mary E. Wogan, Shirleysburg,.
$8: Henry Gottman, Titusville, $6;
James Bennett, Brockport, $10; Miles
W. Brown, Saltillo, $24; David H.
Phillips, West Franklin, $14; John
Ackerman, Pittsburg, $8; Alexander:
H. Zimmerman, Bakerstown, $8; Wil-
liam Fieding, Slippery Rock, $10;
Elmer F. Lewis, Renwick, $16; George-
Aten, Paris, $10; Katherine V. Gil-
more, Enon Valley, $8; Laura Miller,
Harrisburg, $8; Rebecca L. Madge,
Mercers, $8; Elizabeth Stiefel, Irvona,
$3; Mary Brabender, Erie, $12.
The Methodist Episcopal conference
at Oil City ordained five young men,
Bishop Andrew officiating. The mo-
tion to reduce the amount donated to
the superannuated preachers’ fund
from 2 to 1 per cent of the yearly sal-
ary of each minister occasioned lively
debate and was lost. The charges of
unministral conduct made against
Rev. H. H. Moore were sustained, but
he was restored in the conference, the
committee advising leniency.
Two outlaws broke into Dubois in
Wild Western style and attacked the:
home of William Kotoski, where it was
believed a large sum of money was
concealed. The robbers held everyone:
up on sight in the residence, and after
a brief search secured $100. Shots
were exchanged betwen the outlaws.
and townspeople, one of the robbers,
Pete Larkin, being fatally wounded
and captured. The other escaped.
A committee representing the State
legislative board of railroad employes
were closeted with President Mitchell,
of the United Mine Workers, for three
hours at Wilkesbarre. At the con-
clusion of the conference the commiit-
tee expressed the opinion that an
extra session of the Legislature de-
pended altogether on the result of the
conference between Governor Stone
and President Mitchell.
At the United Evangelical confer-
ence at Franklin the college conscli-
dation committee submitted its re-
port. The merging of the educational
interests in the East Pennsylvania,
Central Pennsylvania and Pittsburg
conferences, that the two colleges of
Central Pennsylvania and the Albright
colleges be united in one, the location
not to be farther east than Harris-
burg.
‘Through an article in a magazine,
Mrs. Sarah Ann Major, of York, thinks
she has almost certain news of a long-
lost brother, George W. Davis, re-
cently made a major general in the
regular army of the United States.
When her brother George was a little
boy he was taken into a family named
Smith, with the understanding that
the boy’s name should not be changed.
A cyclone passed south of Harbor
creck, Erie, destroying a greal deal of
property. Houses and barns were un-
roofed and many narrow escapes were
reported. A farmer named Thomas
sought refuge behind the biggest tree
in his orchard and it was overturned
and fell on him, but he was not serious”
ly injured. The damage is estimated
at $50.000.
At New Bedford, Lawrence county,
two bloodhounds on the trail of a band
of gypsies who were charged with kid-
naping John Jones, a Youngstown (O.)
boy, attacked two tramps along the
road, badly lacerating them before
the brutes were clubbed off.
Charleroi is without a board cf school
directors. Each member handed in
his resignation. A special vote was
taken on a bond issue of $60,000 for
the purpose of erecting a new school
building. The issue was voted down.
Dr. J. B. Keaggy, of Allegheny, sold
to the Keystone Coal Company 310
acres of coal land lying a half mile
west of Greensburg. The considera-
tion was $90,000. Ten acres of sur-
face are included in the sale.
Fire of incendiary origin nearly de-
stroyed the town of Rouseville, one of
the oldest villages in the oil regions.
Many residents were left homeless and
lost everything. Total loss about $30,
000.
By the collapse of the top of an oil
well derrick on the Peter Rader farm
at Connoquenessing L. T. Miller, aged
35, was instantly killed by being struck
by a piece of falling timber.
At Beaver Judge J. Sharp Wilson
sentenced John Parsons, alias Cock-
ney Reed, convicted of horse stealing,
to 11 years’ solitary confinement in
the Western Penitentiary.
tovernor Stone had an interview
with P. A. B. Widener at New York
relative to a conference with J. P.
Morgan looking to a settlement of the
anthracite miners’ strike.
Richard Reynolds, of Alteona, di-
vision brakeman, was run down and
killed at Kittanning Point by an en-
gine. He stepped off his train directly
in front of the locomotive.
The State Embalmers’ convention at
New Castle decided to hold their next
convention at Pittsburg at the same
time the funeral directors meet, which
will likely be in June,
The large barn of James Lees, of
near Mercer, together with the sea-
son’s cron. was destroved by fire.
Tube Workers’ Lodge, No, 2, of
Reading, has reinstated 33 members.
Seven new members were elected and
20 propositions for membership were
received.
The strike at the J. G. Brill car
works, Philadelphia, was declared off
after 13 weeks’ duration without® any
concessions on the part of the com-
pany.
The Claire furnace
! resumed operations
months’ shutdown.
The annual reunion
at Sharpsville
after a two-
of the North-
personal retinue of the Czar.
western association G. A. R. was held
at Oil City,
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